I just won an international poetry contest, and would love to start a chat where everyone can dedicate a poem to someone they love, or lost...please feel free to express yourself. My poem will be published in Eternal Portraits in "2006"
My love for poetry puts my body in motion.....LOL

Feel the emotion of sentimentsense of sympathy affectionimpression pathos sensationthe passion of attraction (and) infatuationa bond overwhelming and ravishingactions non-violent, love like platonicspiritual sex, not carnal knowledgepoetry enchanting and so romantici hope you comprehend this and understand itmy dearest precious sweetheart you rule my planetyou like a aphrodite, and im a Don Juani could be, whatever you like, from Casanova..to Strephon and Corydonverse beautifully written like Songs of Psalmsi see you my spousea car, a housei'll get you whatever you wantDogs, Cats, Birds, Fishes and Kidsi'll do the laundry, change the diapers, wash the dishes, mop the kitchen (Put the baby in its crib!)cook you dinner, candlelight's, handkerchiefs, steak-n-wine, i love your smilesexy eyes, lips, nice hair, thick thighs....fat ass, big tits (you make cars stop before the sign)im craving and desperate to make you minesto the grave will our memories ever enshrine?let me osculate ya, wanna massage?. then we can cuddle, caress and kissexcuse me miss, (i never knew a love like this)on the Boat of Love let me be the Captain of this.. Relation ----> Ship!you carry me away, inflame, girl you take my breath awayall day i rehearsed the words to tell you, then when you came, didn't know what to saybut i'll cherish you like treasuremy beloved darling i promise less pain more pleasurelets be together forever, the chances of regretting this is really neverill be your admirer in gallantrywith venery of virilitycohabitation attachmentendearing tender yearning, passion n courageyou by my side, daydreaming of space, when we dancing with the stars{Royal Intercourse} a Queen mattress 4 intimacy stroke like a King ur majesty, commitment, devoted to, interacted soul mate, its so intriguing with dedicationyour hex charming is just like u Merlin, i got the blister beetle (possessed by your obsession)i love your sassy style, salacious, delicious with inspirationlecherous Cyprian, the desire and urge, impulses me for stimulationsimulate to righteousnessafter the climax, orgasm congressespoignant narcissismserenade your aspirant enthusiasm, follow the rhythms'reverential interiorlibido of a paphian andromaniasubstantial, actual, supernaturalthis is the reason why im always feeling ya..I Love U(..oNE!)

Faithfully I wait upon the cliff tops each day,
Looking out to sea, I stand waiting for his return,
He has to come and I will wait until my last breath,
It has been too long since his last visit to me,
I hide myself from others but not from the Irish Mist
He knows me, for I am the faithful one,
I wait patiently for his arrival,
He calls out to me from where he comes,
So! That I am ready for his arrival,
The Irish Mist comes slowly across the sea,
He travels great distances, to be with me!
He is glad to see me and we delight in our pleasure,
The Irish Mist looks into my eyes and sees my soul,
My eyes are so telling, he knows that I have missed his touch,
The Mist knows everything; I have no secrets from him.
For I have spoken truthfully to the Mist.
He patiently listens to my heart,
What is more, when he does arrive, he covers my entire body,
He bathes me in the moisture of his Mist,
He caresses my body,
I am intoxicated into a drunken haze.
Exquisite, in his touch, ecstasy, elation, joyousness,
Blissful torment.
He is my lover and I am his beloved.
The lovemaking begins and I feel complete again,
I gasp as he astounds me with his gentleness,
It is as if we were ?one? looking into a mirror,
Time stands still in these moments we are together,
But still, there is a sense of urgency,
This we both feel, for the stronger breeze may come,
At any time!
He does not want to leave me ? unless my crystal glass is full,
We both listen to the sound of the sea,
Crashing waves too and fro,
I arch my back and thrust my body,
I am ready for the final moments with satisfaction.
Blissful contentment ? completely whole once more.
I hear the stronger breeze calling to him, he must go now,
He readies himself to leave and as he goes,
I call to my Irish Mist ? ?You know where I am?,
I will be waiting for you on top of the cliffs????.tomorrow!

Hi, read your poem. Hope you're feeling better. Am sending you this extract from a narrative by Benjamin Disraeli 1837.
"He is a mariner, who, in the sea of life,keeps his gaze fixedly on a single star, and, if that do not shine, he lets go the rudder, and glories when his barque descends into the bottomless gulf."

Hi there Beauty - sorry for the delay. Have a look at Okot P'Bikets work, is brilliant. I have many African authors amongst my books....will make a list for you.

Heres another piece - but quite different....

IS THIS A HOME OR IS THIS A PRISON
By Sue

This country of ours is a violent place,
But I am your friend
And I will keep you safe.
I am your CCTV
I have cameras place strategically,
So that you may sleep at night,
In your bedroom I display the pictures,
That surrounds your house.

I am your security system,
Punch in a number and I will alert you,
If someone tries to enter,
I shall make a very big noise.

I am your panic button,
Should someone get too close?
I am silent, but I will alert the control centre,
And they will be here in a flash.

I am your security gates,
Remember to lock them each night,
So that you may sleep well.
I am your two-meter high wall,
Which surrounds your property,
Deterring those who may want to climb,
I am your protection from the hostile world out there,
Tall, imposing and uninviting.

I am your security lights with sensors.
Pass me and I will light up very brightly,
Like all the stars on a clear night.

I am your electric gates,
Which insulate you from intruders,
I cannot be moved ? they would not have the strength,
People may ring the bell,
But only you may command me to open.

I am your big dog, who sleeps by your bed every night,
I will protect you,
I am not the like the CCTV, or the cameras,
Or the security system, or the panic button,
Neither am I like the electric gates,
I am just here to protect you,
I am your friend and only want your love in return,
I will protect you because I love you,
And I am your friend.

It?s dusk, time for watching
The camp is close, only human on Mother Earth,
The outsiders come to see
Those who drink before resting,
Or those who drink after eating
Some go to graze; some go to hunt ? the predators
Do not intrude, be silent be quite
Hippos still in the water, zero tolerance,
Speedy in the water and on the land
Grumpy, take care

Look the male baboon, checking for his group
Looks backwards ? come join me for a drink
As they run, they play
Its safe!

The fish eagle calls, a haunting cry
Then swoops to the water,
Fish in talons food for the night
As he raises up into the air
Towards his nest

Crocodiles move their tails back and forth
Slowly sliding side to side
Heading for the waters edge, time to leave
For the night.

Giraffe arrive, walking slender to the water
Bends down to do the gymnastic splits
Head down slurping the water in
Defying gravity with such grace

Look kudu; count the twists in his horns,
One, two, three, magnificent creature,
A privileged sighting, he is shy,
Blending in with the bush
Careful grazer.

Now the buffalo, lots of them
They are strong, aggressive, commanding
Do not mess with them.

It is getting dark, listen, pounding
It?s coming closer
The moon is out, thank you Lord for the light
Closer, closer the pounding

Its elephants, many, straight to the water
Animals moves to give them a clear path
The herd is large, males, females
Surrounding their young
With their huge tusks
Splish, splash

Listen, lions roar in the distance
Stay where you are
Which way is the wind blowing?
Good they will not smell us

Incredible,
To be amongst nature
The wild, not our home
Who really rules the bush?
Not I but Mother Earth.

The time flies away on the wings of the eagle soaring above,
The light fades as the strings of nature's song slowly dims,

I find myself alone with rain softly hitting the pane of the window,
echoing the sound of silence in pain.
I look to the screen, glowing its mellow light cutting through the
darkness, for your name.

Who knew the sight of one lone name out of many would turn this stone
into a puddle of pebbles.
Who came to explode ones emotions to the ultimate fiery display of warmth

Life has a way of winding its path through the worst and the best patches
of ones own mind.
The sight of that yellow light grabbing me from the depths of depression pulling at me like a line of bright light of life.

The connection I have found keeps me anchored to the ground.
For truly I'd be on the wings of the eagle soaring above without a
care to those who have loved me and still do.

We have our hot, steamy pleasure
I think he can give me an answer,
But I can't even phrase the question
in my troubled mind
He fills up my emptiness if only for a moment
And we tumble into each other's arms
Straining to find the perfect fit
My soul cries out to be cherished
So I lie against him
And listen to a heart beat not my own
listen as it flutters
We come together, him and I
Arms and legs intertwined
I don't even know where his mouth is
But it feels good
Slippery, chaotic love in the dark
Even his sweat is sweet, so I drink of it
As we strain to find our harmony
Moonlight shines on us
From the open window

cutiebooty write: A happy ending i shall write, oh i will try with all my might. I won't feel sad and won't be beaten, eight long years of my life you've eaten. Not a minute more of my time i'll give, you dont matter just the people i'm with. They love and trust me and cause no pain, you just hurt me and drove me insane. You'll hurt me no more i'm no longer a fool, it's over now once and for all.

Great poem Cutie, thank you for sharing it. Glad to see your pic, and your back posting!!

Even though my hair was a sea
Of tangled curls
And my eyes were bleary
The smell of cloves in my hair.
And coffee on my breath,
I held my breath as you traced my body like a map and I felt like I was being conquered for the first time. No, discovered.

shaebutter write: I just won an international poetry contest, and would love to start a chat where everyone can dedicate a poem to someone they love, or lost...please feel free to express yourself. My poem will be published in Eternal Portraits in "2006" My love for poetry puts my body in motion.....LOL

ok iam in love with this girl she rules my world i am in love with this girl se makes me squirle, iam in love with this girl can we take a trip around the word how's that hahahahahahahahah

beauty....what a nice poem...always admire someone who have that special talent. Did it take you long to write that? As stated before, this was the only time I had that gift for writing.
That breakup was a longtime ago but looking back....I've learned a lot from that experience and have no regrets...